VIAGRA...

Speakin' of which, like I work in this small town where everyone knows everyone and also everyone's business and so like this friend of mine... (Ahhh, yeah right, Bobert? Like these folks gonna belive this really ain't about you?)

Okay, so "this friend of mine" went down to the Leesburg Pharmacy to pick up his first perscription for ahhhhh, you know... Viagra. Well, Saturday afternoon is that time when just aboutm everyone who lives in Leesburg is at the pharmacy pickin' up their perscriptions...

Doc Lillis had called it in and so everything was supposed to go real smooth. Right? Well, when my "friend" got there on a busy Saturday afternoon, the perscription was not in the "F" bin for "friend" so the 17 year old girl with the tight sweater asked my "friend" what the perscription was for. Hmmmmmm? What's a "friend" to do?

Viagra, "friend" whispered to the tight sweatered 17 year old girl... Bad idea, "friend"!

"Hey, "friend" is here to pick up his Viagra perscription!" yelled the 17 year old tight sweatered girl to the pharmacist loud enough for it to be heard by the 30 folks waiting on their perscriptions.

Then there was this big *hush*. You know the kind....

Then everyone just looked down at the floor like they didn't hear a danged thing...

Yeah right!?!?!...

Danged, if I see that girl on the street... opps. I mean, if my friend sees that girl on the street he'll....

Bobert

p.s. My "friend's" wife says that what ever embarassment that my "friend" went thru was well worth it.................